Sweet pet 100 points: Lawyer husband is too clingy

The senior executives of the Song Corporation saw this in their eyes, and none of them had any objections.In the Song Corporation's current high-level organization, although the personnel has not changed much, they are all on Tangning's side.When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter, and the high-level people know this truth.

Someone said righteously, "As long as the Song family exists, we will maintain the Song family." Like those lackeys and traitors in the past, Song Yusi didn't bother to care about it, but felt sad for Song Jianye.

Song Jianye spent his whole life on the Song family, and the colleagues who he took care of with great generosity during his lifetime were all brought under Tangning's command.

The only thing Song Juansi could be sure of was that Song Jianye definitely didn't intend to give the Song family to Tangning, otherwise he wouldn't have given him the hastily prepared fund transfer form.

Song Yusi recalled all the processes he had found. For him, the only thing missing was the doctor who proved Song Jianye's sudden cardiac death.

However, until now, he has not found any news about that doctor.

Song Yusi also tried to win over those senior executives who resigned after Song Jianye's death and retired to live at home. However, Tang Ning controlled him tightly. Even if he didn't say anything, Song Yusi could feel that he was The creepy feeling of being watched all the way back to the apartment.

Tang Ning was extremely cold towards him, except when talking about the meeting between Song Xingsi and Gu Yanhuan, her tone would change slightly, with sullenness and dissatisfaction. Even this new product was a collaboration with Gu. Because of helping Gu Mubai find Song Qingyu, the Song family earned a lot of reputation.

There was no way for Gu Shigeng to refuse Tangning's request for cooperation. During the search for Song Qingyu, every word Gu Mubai said represented the Gu family.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was Ma Feng, "Master, the president asked me to bring you the new document."

Song Yusi did not expect that Ma Feng was still in the company after twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. After letting Ma Feng in, Song Yusi immediately frowned.

It was a stack of folders and files higher than the desk.

Song Yusi was not in a good mood to face these documents, and said sarcastically: "Mr. Tang is so busy, will he be busy until this time?"

Ma Feng didn't shy away either: "The president has already gone back. These are left over from dinner. I think the young master has probably finished processing the previous day's before bringing them here."

Song Xingsi looked at him and didn't speak.

A few seconds later, he stood up, picked up the large stack of documents on the desk, took what was in Ma Feng's hand, and put the rest on it.

Song Yusi said coldly: "If this is the case, then you can handle these for me. I am just a small manager, not as experienced as Secretary Ma, and I will probably be more comfortable handling these things than me."

Ma Feng blinked in silence, and finally had no choice but to answer, ready to go out.

Song Yusi looked at him expressionlessly, and asked before he was about to step out of the office: "Ma Feng, do you know something?"

Ma Feng immediately turned around, bowed his head and asked, "What's the matter?"

Song Yusi sneered, "Then let me put it another way. How did my father die?"

Ma Feng said without hesitation: "The old chairman was overworked and died of myocardial infarction."

"No." Song Xingsi glanced at him coldly, and denied, "It's poison. Sleeping pills? Or other drugs? What did you all do?"

Ma Feng's expression was not disturbed at all, and he even gradually raised a trace of doubt: "Master, why do you think of these things?"

Song Yusi just looked at him and didn't speak.

Ma Feng paused for 2 minutes, then smiled slightly: "The president is indeed a bit more decisive in his style of doing things. The young master should get used to it after all these years. After all, the president's habits are different from those of the old president. The young master must learn to look forward."

Easy to say.

Song Yusi sneered in his heart, but didn't say it.

Ma Feng stood for a long time, seeing that Song Yusi did not speak, and began to apply to leave.Song Xingsi ignored him, took the documents back to the table, and then left after packing up.

Ma Feng didn't stop him, watched him stride away, and sighed slightly.

Ma Feng looked around Song Yusi's office for a week, and finally, he walked to one of the potted plants in a corner, lifted the leaves at the root, and turned over the soil with a small toothpick that he brought with him, deliberately getting some soil debris out on the ground.This corner is remote, and there is a bookshelf blocking it. If you don't look closely, you won't notice these debris.

After a while, a small corner of a rusted iron box was exposed. Ma Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and gently buried the iron box, inserted the toothpick into the soil, and covered it with potted leaves again. Get up and leave.

Back in Tangning's office, Tangning was resting on the sofa with her eyes closed. When she heard the noise, she said calmly, "What did he ask you again?"

"The young master didn't ask anything, he was just complaining about these documents." Unexpectedly, Ma Feng didn't tell the truth about the conversation he had with Song Yusi just now, he cleverly changed the meaning of what Song Yusi said into something else.

Tangning just glanced at him without being overly suspicious. After a response, she slowly opened her eyes, got up, and was about to go back to the house.

So far, the entire Song's office building has officially ceased operation.This is the quietest time of the day in Song's office building, and only at this time can Ma Feng seriously look at every plant and every office here.

Finally, Ma Feng stood still in front of the president's office, bowed deeply, and then straightened up and left.

This is his habit, as long as he is the last to leave, this behavior is like a ritual, and it has never been broken for five years.

When Ma Feng returned home, in the living room, there was a gray-haired old man sitting on his back, sitting under the light and thinking about something.

Ma Feng frowned, walked over and asked softly, "Mom, why are you waiting for me here again?"

The old man couldn't see clearly, so he squinted at him with just the light: "Who are you? Why did you come to my house?"

Elderly people suffer from Alzheimer's disease.

Ma Feng sighed: "Mom, I am Ma Feng, it's too late, go to bed first."

The old man silently said Ma Feng's name several times, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he began to walk towards the room by himself.

Ma Feng followed behind her, watched her go to bed tremblingly, then silently turned off the light, sat in the living room, and fell asleep with the light on.

When Li Ran returned to Paris, he never thought that he would see Chen Yuqi at the door of his house.

It's not hot in Paris in June, and Chen Yuqi's clothes are very formal. Li Ran uses the designer's aesthetics to look at them, and finds that the style and color of the clothes he wears are consistent with his own style, obviously carefully selected.

But what made her uncomfortable was that Chen Yuqi's hair was made into the hairstyle they had when they first met.

At that time, Chen Yuqi was wild and unrestrained. That time he was forced to go to a press conference. It was rare to get his hair neat and tidy. When Li Ran saw him at that time, his first impression was that this person had no rumors as slutty as in

So much so that later, when Chen Yuqi hung out in bars and clubs every day, Li Ran once felt that he was blind.

From a distance, Li Ran saw Chen Yuqi leaning against the door of her house, holding a large bouquet of iris and violets, and stopped immediately, hesitating whether he should notify the police that he was being harassed.

As I said before, Chen Yuqi's own hardware conditions are really good, and after dressing up, he is no worse than any star.The girls who passed by all stopped to look at Chen Yuqi. Chen Yuqi was not as slutty as in the past, but giving the girls a smile could make them blush and trot away.

Li Ran twitched the corner of his mouth, and decided to turn around and look for the security guard.

However, before Li Ran started to act, Chen Yuqi had already seen her, walked over in three steps at a time, with a bright smile like a shining sun: "You are finally back."

Li Ran immediately took a step back, and put a suitcase between the two, a distance of two meters.

Chen Yuqi's tone was like a puppy who had guarded the owner at the door for a long time, which made Li Ran unconsciously think of the golden retriever he raised when he was a child.

Li Ran looked at him, still expressionless, "If you have a date with someone else today, don't choose at my door, it's a waste of resources at my door." After Li Ran finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, and continued: "If you must choose this place, it's [-] euros and half an hour, thank you for your cooperation."

Designers also need to live.

Chen Yuqi obviously didn't expect Li Ran to say something like three hundred euros for half an hour. He was taken aback for a while. Then he held the flower in one hand and started to take out the wallet with the other. In the end, he didn't even open the wallet. I gave it to her, and said very seriously: "I spent a lot of money when I came out, but there should be about a thousand euros left in it. Do you think these are enough to buy you an hour?"

Li Ran had already confirmed that Chen Yuqi was here to harass him, he dragged his luggage, turned around and walked towards the security booth: "Mr. Security, please..."

"Don't, don't, don't! Eldest sister! Sister!" Chen Yuqi rushed forward to stop her, and grabbed her in a panic. Seeing Li Ran's expression, he immediately let go of his hand, and cautiously said: "The two thousand EUR?"

Li Ran twitched the corner of his mouth again, unable to hold him back, "Five thousand euros."

Chen Yuqi suddenly collapsed: "Are you a black-hearted broker!" Let alone five thousand euros, he went out to choose clothes, make hairstyles, and buy bouquets. It is hard to say whether he has one thousand euros on him now.

Li Ran was unmoved, and said lightly, "Two installments are supported."

Chen Yuqi's expression immediately recovered, he stood up straight, cleared his throat, straightened his clothes, held the bouquet of flowers that hadn't deformed after such a toss, and said with a smile: "Happy birthday."

He pulled a small seal from the bouquet, and the ribbon burst out, with its own sound effects.

Li Ran was taken aback.

After she came out to work, she never celebrated her own birthday, and she rarely contacted her parents, so every day of the year was spent in an ordinary way, and she simply didn't remember it. After a long time, when she saw someone else's birthday, Li Ran Occasionally, I would have the idea of ​​celebrating my birthday, but there is really nothing fun to be alone, so I just pretend that there is nothing to do.